Immortal Travel of Longevity

Chen Changsheng paused at those words, his gaze falling on the Evil Phoenix.

He couldn't help but feel that something was off.

He didn't think he was all that familiar with the Evil Phoenix. If anything, the Evil Phoenix was acting far too chummy.

Speaking like that, it was as if it had become a different person.

Chen Changsheng shook his head, not paying it much mind. Perhaps this fellow was just that shameless.

He polished off the two pieces of candied fruit in his hand.

The Evil Phoenix let out a breath. "You are a very strange person."

"Hmm?" Chen Changsheng said. "The way you speak is even stranger."

The Evil Phoenix seemed to pause before letting out a laugh. "It is a bit."

"It's alright," Chen Changsheng said. "Speaking of which, This Chen is also somewhat curious. What is so good about being a demonic cultivator?"

The Evil Phoenix acted deep in thought. After a moment, it answered, "Actually, I never wanted to enter this path back then. But I had no choice. If I didn't, I would have died. Once I entered, there was no turning back, so I just went along with it..."

"So you had no choice?"

"Not exactly. I did take the initiative, after all. I was just very stupid back then."

Chen Changsheng was silent for a moment, then asked, "So you regret it?"

"A little, I suppose. But not much."

"Is that so..."

The Evil Phoenix continued, "The demonic cultivators in this world are not necessarily all evil. It is like the prejudice mortals and Immortals hold against demons."

"There is some truth to that," Chen Changsheng said. "But you cannot deny that the vast majority of a demonic cultivator's thoughts are extreme and irrational. That is why they often commit outrageous acts—eating flesh, drinking blood, forging seas of blood, and treating human lives like grass."

The Evil Phoenix countered, "Aren't the world's cultivators exactly the same? Don't those high and mighty cultivators also treat human lives like grass? The things they do are just another form of eating flesh and drinking blood."

Chen Changsheng thought it over and said, "That makes some sense as well."

He did not try to refute the Evil Phoenix's words.

The Evil Phoenix let out a loud laugh. "Right?"

Calming down, it asked, "So, would you say we are familiar with each other now?"

"Huh?" Chen Changsheng was confused.

"Give me a piece of candied fruit."

Chen Changsheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He shook his head and said, "No. I don't have many left."

The Evil Phoenix smacked its lips and simply turned its head away, muttering, "Stingy."

Chen Changsheng raised an eyebrow. For some inexplicable reason, he suddenly felt the urge to slash this Evil Phoenix with his sword.

But the Evil Phoenix suddenly raised its head and murmured, "Oh..."

Chen Changsheng followed its gaze, just in time to see a figure heading toward them.

It was none other than Jian Shenghua.

The Evil Phoenix smiled. "He's here. I wish you good luck."

With that, the Evil Phoenix's figure blurred. It soared into the air and landed beside Jian Shenghua.

In an instant, the Evil Phoenix's expression completely changed, making it look as though it harbored an absolute, bitter hatred for Chen Changsheng.

Jian Shenghua looked at Chen Changsheng and smiled. "Mister Chen went through all that trouble to invite me, and now here I am."

With a raise of his hand, the Listening Rain Sword appeared in Chen Changsheng's grasp.

The Evil Phoenix's tone turned cold and sinister. "You with the surname Chen! Today is the day you die!"

For a moment, Chen Changsheng couldn't figure out what kind of game this Evil Phoenix was playing. Its expression changed faster than a woman's.

He couldn't shake the feeling that something was bizarre, yet he couldn't pinpoint exactly what was wrong.

However, now was not the time to overthink it.

Chen Changsheng looked at the two of them. Raising his sword, he said, "Then shall we test that?"

Jian Shenghua sneered coldly and retrieved a Blood Bead from his robes.

Forming a hand seal, he channeled demonic qi into the Blood Bead.

"I humbly beseech the Demon Lord to descend!!"

As Jian Shenghua's words fell, the Blood Bead rose into the air.

In the blink of an eye, the Blood Bead shattered, turning into a suspended pool of writhing fresh blood. The blood then shifted, forming a series of ancient runic characters before transforming into the shape of the stone gate they had seen previously.

"Boom!!"

A loud hum rang out by their ears.

A figure stepped out from within that blood gate.

The newcomer was clad in tattered, ancient, bloodstained clothes. Billowing waves of demonic qi and blood vigor surged from his body. Gripping a long halberd wreathed in demonic qi, he locked his gaze onto Chen Changsheng.

"Call my name, Demon Dao Changying!"

Those blood-red eyes stared fixedly at Chen Changsheng.

Chen Changsheng raised his hand to summon the Black Pagoda, immediately calling forth two Immortal Swords.

He held two fingers upright in front of himself.

"Divine Edict of All Gods, summon the divine generals!"

In a single breath, Chen Changsheng drew out more than half of his own Magical Power.

Streaks of golden light burst forth, transforming into the figures of various Immortals.

In an instant, dozens of Immortal figures appeared behind Chen Changsheng, each possessing their own unique abilities.

Yet in that exact same instant, the figure from the sea of blood swung his demonic halberd and slashed forward!

The Immortal Swords moved to block, while the dozens of divine generals surged forward to meet him.

"Fire, come!"

A mouthful of immortal fire was spewed out.

Countless Dharma treasures were deployed in succession.

The golden glow of Magical Power was dazzling to the eyes, and the destructive might of the treasures seemed endless.

Yet, lifting his head, the demonic figure simply swept out a wave of demonic qi, obliterating every single one of those dozens of attacks.

Chen Changsheng furrowed his brow slightly. This person was likely not the same demon he had seen previously through Jian Shenghua's gaze. This was most probably just an avatar.

Because this figure seemed more like a foot soldier than a commanding general.

But even so, this soldier—woven together from intertwined blood vigor and demonic qi—still made Chen Changsheng feel that this would be a thorny fight.

This was exactly as Chen Changsheng had expected.

Back when that demon had handed the Blood Bead to Jian Shenghua, Chen Changsheng had guessed as much. Otherwise, Jian Shenghua would never have dared to show up entirely alone; he would have certainly come fully prepared.

Jian Shenghua let out a cold snort and slashed out a wave of Sword Qi.

Chen Changsheng took half a step back. Gripping Listening to Rain, he returned a sword strike of his own.

Sword Qi crisscrossed through the air. Wherever it passed, the vegetation withered away, and the wind roared like thunder.

The Sword Qi was shattered.

Jian Shenghua staggered back several steps, barely managing to block the strike.

The Evil Phoenix was just about to make a move when a sudden change occurred.

"Swords, rise!"

Chen Changsheng raised two fingers, and Taiqing and Listening to Rain soared into the sky.

The two Immortal Swords instantly engaged the two demonic cultivators in a tangled melee.

The Evil Phoenix and Jian Shenghua found the situation incredibly tricky as they fought against the two flying swords.

Chen Changsheng also set his focus on facing the so-called 'Demon Lord' in front of him.

The 'Demon Lord' raised his hand, and a severed arm suddenly attached itself to his own arm.

In a flash, the demonic qi radiating from the 'Demon Lord' surged.

His imposing aura swept through the surrounding mountains, forests, and vegetation.

Chen Changsheng raised his hand, using his magic to summon a barrier to block the oppressive demonic qi.

A moment later, he summoned the Black Pagoda.

Chen Changsheng wrote ancient characters in the empty air, tapping an invisible brush to finalize the strokes, and spoke but a single word...

"Bind!"

His voice fell.

The churning demonic qi in the surroundings suddenly ground to a halt.

The Black Pagoda hovered in the air, protecting Chen Changsheng's flanks, and completely absorbed all the pouring demonic qi into itself.

"You are nothing but a foot soldier. How dare you resort to dressing up as gods and playing with ghosts!" Chen Changsheng declared.

"Divine generals, hear my command! Invoke your arts! Raise your spirits! Slay the demon!"

"We obey the decree!"

The divine generals responded in unison, each unleashing their respective Divine Abilities—true fire, the third eye, Thunder Art, pure yang...

Countless Daoist spells were fully unleashed, hurtling forward to annihilate that demonic soldier billowing with demonic qi!

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